Categoria: Pensieri di una mamma expat

Sometimes I find myself surrounded by a hundred of thoughts. Thousand…   I walk along those narrow and uphill streets… I step over the fallen leaves from the trees… I greet the approaching red bus with my arm… I listen to the foreign and unknown voices of people… I observe the reality behind the dirty…

I finished my first book, my first literary experiment: Premature. At the moment, unfortunately, there is only the Italian version but I would like to translate it intoEnglish asap. Through a futuristic and imaginary story, I want readers to reflect on how decisions and thoughts are free in our society and, most importantly, if this modern…

We are like the Eleven. Two single people who complete each other and make sense by being together. You are my rock..my floating rock.   I wish you Health, Happiness and Luck. I wish for both of us to be always happy together and to be able to look in the same direction, despite the…